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xvelvetcrowbarx · 1 year
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roselyn-writing · 1 month
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Bios of The Dark ones 🖤✨
This took me long, lol.
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Aliyaa Aepel: The Queen Of Darkness.
“They came to Aliyaa as if she was some kind of protector— with unrivalled beauty and strategic mind; some venerated her and some challenged her, for those who challenged her they were struck with chains made of darkfire, giving them a slow and agonising death.”
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Anzir: The Hand of Darkness.
"They came to Anzir under the cloak of twilight—drawn to the malevolent aura that surrounded him, the embodiment of wickedness and cruelty. Anzir revels in the torment of his victims, delighting in their suffering as he cunningly ensnares them in his tormenting deals."
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Esmeray: The Temptress of Darkness.
“They came to Esmeray as if she was some dark and alluring dancer, her tone is silky like honey—too unfortunate that they didn’t knew her sadistic nature until too late, none had survived the cruel lashes of her whip, her darkwhip-blade that cut easily like hot knife on butter.”
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Vann: The Bringer of Darkness.
“They came to Vann from shadows and beyond—from the swirling waterfalls and great mountains, but they lost their lives when they did so.”
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Amotrapa: The Voice of Darkness.
“They came to Amotrapa, seeking his knowledge and guidance—as if he was some kind of a wise saint, unbeknownst to them, he is anything but.”
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Gif by @theartofwriting-imagines.
Keegan: The eyes of Darkness.
“They came to Keegan as if he was some dark seer— with false delicious promises of power and wealth; they foolishly believed him, and thus, they were eliminated, and they are forever stuck in the dark beyond.”
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Sire Derkaām: The First Dark One.
“The first one who claimed the Patron of Darkness, the first bearer of darkness in all of Valorena.”
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Zenan: The Abyss Walker.
“They came to Zenan as if he was a noble shaman — yet he was far from that, words cannot describe how evil and horrible he was, his steps like an alluring bell that echoed in the silent darkness, warning any living creature nearby, words spread that anyone visit him won’t be seen again.”
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Atlas: The Umbral Reaper.
“They came to Atlas as a mere silhouette from the depths of shadows—his presence cloaked in an eerie fog. With a scythe forged from darkness itself, he struck down all who dared to challenge his power. His dark domain is full of broken bodies and dried blood, He used stalk the souls who strayed too far from the safety of Virginia’s walls.”
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Edmund: The Abyss Magus.
“They came to Edmund as if he was a guardian— bestowed with devilish handsome features, with unspeakable powers and cruelty, he sucked the lives from all he lured close, he siphoned them within himself and thus he was stronger.”
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alwaysadri1 · 3 months
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I love you
I’m scared
You fell asleep and i went through your phone
When i ask you will you deny it?
Long lost exs
I can’t fathom those texts
I’ve been cherishing this love
And i don’t think you care
Maybe this is more than i can bare
Together or not
It hurts
Maybe I’ll be the villain because i saw it on your phone
I fought silent battles
Are you going to go and tattle
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the-lobotomist69 · 5 months
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Female writing in Bsd can have its flaws but omg do I love yasano.
Like, she’s an instrumental part in the ada with her abilities (not just her gift), her personality and backstory is treated with the same amount of tact that the male characters are treated with, and she’s rarely if not never sexualized throughout the anime to my knowledge.
She really just seems like she was written with the same exact mindset as the guys are and it makes me happy.
Thank you for coming to my yasano appreciation post
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Some spins on the "mostly male team with a token woman" trope:
The woman is trans and stayed in her old circle of bros even after transition
The woman is the only one in her circle of "girls" who didn't turn out to be a trans man
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noperopesaredope · 7 months
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I wish we had more female characters like Eleanor Shellstrop. One of the most unlikable people you've ever met. Read a Buzzfeed article on most rude things you can do on a daily basis and decided to use that as a list of goals. Makes everyone's day worse just by being there. Dropped a margarita mix on the ground and tried to pick it up, only to get hit by a row of shopping carts which pushed her into the road where she was hit by a boner pill delivery truck, killing her instantly. Cannot keep a romantic partner despite being bisexual. Had a terrible childhood but will die before she gets therapy. Best employee at a scam company. Just the worst but also can't help but root for her to improve.
Absolute loser. Girl-failure. Bad at almost everything. Literally perfect female character.
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things to ask yourself when designing a female character:
how much blood is she covered in
are her eyes filled with madness
can she rip things to shreds with her fingernails
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writersshitpost · 7 months
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Female characters who are the sole voice of reason <<<<<<< Female characters who think of themselves as the sole voice of reason but who are actually just as insane as those around them
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simply-ewok · 1 month
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rolling over, half asleep, in the middle of the night and when you stretch your arm out you end up smacking ghost in the face, and you can’t help but fling yourself back with a loud gasp before realizing it’s just your man, who yet again, snuck inside and cozied up to you without stirring you (bc he hates waking up his baby) bc he was able to come home early and chose to surprise you. and after you relax and begin apologizing for hitting him you hear his low, growly chuckle as he sits up to pull you into his chest, kissing your forehead before mumbling into your sweet smelling hair “it’s all right lovie, di’n’t mean to scare you.”
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I feel called out hehe
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xvelvetcrowbarx · 1 year
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fmhobeus · 3 months
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so, nerdy loser college boy choso *sighs* *opens legs*
a/n: just so you know, this man is gonna make you do all the hard work for a piece of that loser boy dick 😮‍💨 so... um so at some point around 2000 words in i realised this is way more than a hc post :3 eat it up if you will!
nerdy!choso who borderline has no friends except his gaming buddies who doesnt meet irl like ever. he doesnt like going to classes, especially this one. he doesnt need it but it's a requirement for all first years. and boy is glad it is when he sees you come in.
nerdy!choso who only listens to discussions when you're talking. suddenly he needs to put down his headphones and nod at every word you're saying. his eyes follow every gesture of your hand, every sway of your ass, every single time you fix your hair.
nerdy!choso who is starting to get a bit enamored with you, your style, your way of speaking. he loses track of time gawking at you in class from the last benches as you prettily do all the work in the class. he hates how beautifully your hair falls on your face, how nicely your clothes fit you despite being pretty modest for college. he hates how he can see the silhouette of your tits when you turn to the side. but he's too much of a gentleman to keep looking.
nerdy!choso who ends a game early when he remembers you, lying and saying that he had promised someone to meet them somewhere. the place is his bathroom and the person was you. god, you really shouldn't wear those tight jeans to class y'know? how will he continue to be a gentleman if you do?
nerdy!choso who despises groupwork but prays to dear god this class has some reason to pair you two together. he's getting so desperate to talk to you knowing damn well he too pussy to do it on his own. and the lord answers his prayers, the teacher assigns groups of three for a presentation. it's you, him and some slacking trust fund baby.
nerdy!choso who is about to combust and have a full blown panic attack when he sees you approach him after class with that smile on your face that would make the angels swoon. you're going on about distributing the work equally and what not while he is trying his fucking hardest to not accidently make eye contact with you and piss his pants : (
nerdy!choso who now has your name, your number and your email and he feels like the happiest man on earth. his hands are literally shaking as he responds to your request to call. he's overthinking every word he types.
choso: yeah i can do wednesday. choso: i'll be okay with whatever day you want.
nerdy!choso who hops on video call and short circuits with a view of you in an oversized band tee and a brief view of your room. why did you have to be this pretty? why did you have to video call him when you couldve done the work on text? why did you have to put your hair up like that? why oh why did you have you say "choso? hey, you there?" so seductively to bring him back to the present?
nerdy!choso who gets like no work done in a 30 minute call which felt like three hours. he knew he would hardly be paying attention so decided to record the call with your consent, saying he'd need the notes you were typing out on screen only to play it back and stroke his dick to you for what might've have been the twentieth time this week. his strokes only getting faster as you say his name in that voice he imagines sounds way better moaning and screaming it instead.
nerdy!choso who, after the presentation, is on greeting terms with you when he sees you studying in the library. he sits as far away from you as he can while still being able to see you. occupying the coziest corner of the library to stare at you study right when you come up to him.
"can i join you, choso? i'm all alone and your space seems comfy" you say with a smile, "of course, i dont mean to disturb you, is saw you were on your own too, so..."
uh oh, uh oh, uh oh. god no. please no. please dont say yes. please dont be staring at her like some dumb idiot (too late) please.
"uh... yeah sure why not?" he awkwardly says as he makes room for you to keep your things. he was such an idiot for thinking he could say no to your pretty face in the first place.
nerdy!choso who is absolutely drunk on your scent. it feels way better than any alcohol he's ever had. he feels like an animal in heat when he smells your sugary perfume mixed with the styrofoam-y air conditioned smell of the library. you're gonna kill him, yknow? how is he supposed to respond to this? what is one to do when their stupid college crush sits next to them? he gives you a half smile before furiously typing away on reddit, the only place with answers for losers like him.
nerdy!choso whose hands. oh his hands. (can be i a big whore for a second?) his long hands that feel like they're the size of your face. his kempt, beautiful and trimmed nails. his lengthy fingers that seem to yearn for something more to foddle with than just the keyboard or controller. he typed as such an insane pace it made your pussy ache. he was going so fast, jesus. those hands were meant to do more than just ask "how to talk to girls" on reddit.
nerdy!choso who (on the advice of reddit) asks if you would want him to order something for you. you tell you had a frappuccino not too long ago and that it was quite sweet and filling. and he hates himself for thinking that he could give you something much sweeter and filling than that like a horny fourteen year old.
nerdy!choso who is now determined to not come off as a creep so he does his work with the focus of four adderalls. he is typing as fast as his heartbeat, not realising he got two classes worth of work done in just an hour. he looks over at you, blissfully unaware of the absolute war in his mind.
nerdy!choso who feels as though if he doesn't muster up the courage to ask you out right then and there, he'll probably be the biggest loser on the planet. (as if he wasn't already)
nerdy! pathetic! choso who stutters a million times and barely gets the job done then too. his eyes are scanning your entire being (trying his best to not gawk at your tits) for any sign of discomfort.
"so- uhh so ummm... wo-would you, like, uh... like to do this again? sometime?... i got a.. a lot of work done today, so.."
oh heavens, the sheer nervousness in his tone makes you want to pull his pants down and show him how to really get work done.
you agree with a smile, even suggesting a better, more ambient (more romantic) cafe to study in. choso's heart is about to burst and flood the fucking library with his blood the way it is beating at an alarming rate.
"umm yeah uh 5 sounds... awesome... i hope it isn't a-a bother to you?" "no way, choso. i loved today," you offer him a smile as you gather your things, "i really like your hair, by the way" "i like your hair too, y-y-you smell very nice", he gulps.
fuck. why did he say that? what? you smell nice? who says that? is he like ten? you can't help but giggle at the sheer embarassment on his face.
he feels as though he's gonna melt into a puddle and turn to stone and throw up all at the same time.
nerdy!choso who is the most stupidly hot guy you've ever met, you think as you go giggling back to your dorm. mental note: pick a skimpy outfit for 5pm ;)
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alwaysadri1 · 21 days
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I hide it all
And share too much
My heart has the zoomies
But only for you
You were my religion
And now you’re an unholy ghost
Begged and bargained
Even after all the charades
This time to forget
Let it all go
Leaving on her tippy toes
Taking the facade
Focused on loyalty
Never from you
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bookerplays · 4 months
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Interview for Quill & Parchment + Artemis 31
Being interviewed forces you to take stock of why you write, what you hope to achieve (if anything) by putting words to paper. Poet and reviewer, Neil Leadbeater, set up some stretching questions for me in his interview for American-based webzine Quill & Parchment.  “What are your future plans as a writer” brought me up short. I realised I didn’t have any plans; just writing, more writing, more…
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arlh0e · 6 months
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Self care is writing fan fiction that you are the sole target audience for.
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